You are the complete embodiment of a useless, mindless, opinionless, bejeweled vagina white bitch. Nothing you say, think, or do will ever matter to the world at large.
Your sum total of achievement in life will consist of going "Wooo!" at a weekend bar event, showing someone your thong, and making out with an orange beast, fake tan dumbass blond.
Afterwards, you will engage in some bicurious, "stick your finger in my ass mama" sex with two metrosexual '90's men' named Jack and Todd with faggot ass open collared chest shirts.
This will continue through most of your young adulthood until you contract a sexually transmitted infection, at which point you will decide to "slow down" and spend most of your time posting glittery hearts in Myspace comment boxes and being wooed by lonely internet guys with the promise of a relationship.
The relationship won't come, however, and on your 40th birthday you will be fired from your job as a stocker at Forever 21. Finding gainful employment with your limited skill set will be rather difficult, and you will be reduced to the role of live-in girlfriend for a drunken paisa.
Eventually even he will get sick of you, smacking and kicking you daily until you decide to pick up and leave. This is where the meth comes in. You just need a little help staying up as without a car or a job you are forced to pull all night runs on Polk St. in San Francisco, or East 14th in Oakland.
Soon your face will cave in, and you will completely lose your mind.
In short, dumb broads such as yourself are destined for failure. End your scherade of worth now.
